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A/N: Sorry about the wait, it might be even longer before you get another chapter so in all good humor I hope you savor this one --------------------
Where we last left off....
Draco shrugged gracefully, he'd think about it later, right now he wanted to owl Blaise and Theodore so he could go to Diagon Alley for some fun and shopping, if he was lucky, he'd see Potter...
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Chapter Eight
Harry sat in the chair, nervously fingering his robe as the barber fussed over his hair.
"When is the last time you cut this?" he argued, a pair of scissors in his hands, Harry thought about getting up and running like he had done before but stopped himself when the man took the raven strains between his fingers and cut. Harry closed his eyes, ignoring the chucking that hid friends made as they watched the barber snip away...
An hour later, Donny, Ralph, Mike, Rocky, Hermoine, Ron and Jennifer came out of the shop, all laughing hardily, which is how Draco and his gang found them.
"It's not funny guys, that really hurt," someone shouted from behind them.
"Well hello, Jennifer," Draco drawled, making his presence known and stepping to them.
"Damn," Theodore whistled, looking at Jennifer up and down.
"Why are the lot of you hanging out with the Mud blood and the Weasel for?" Pansy said from Draco's, "you need to come with us." Their laughter had died down and the four brothers looked over to Draco and his gang.
"Hey, Harry," Rocky said over his shoulder, "isn't that your friend?" Harry pushed through the mass of bodies to see. Draco, along with the rest of the Slytherins he'd been hanging out with, gasped collectively at the sight of Potter. His messy locks had been trimmed, the soft strains lying over his shoulders, a slight bang curving over his left eye, which was unhindered by glasses. The robe he wore was a beautiful emerald that brought out the color of his eyes, the clothing underneath consisting of tight black pants and a slightly see-through black vest.
"Hello, Draco," Harry smiled brightly, stepping up to him gracefully.
"Potter?" Blaise whispered, shamelessly raking his eyes up and down the Gryfindor's body.
"What in all hell happened to you?" Pansy followed, letting go of Draco's arm in favor of staring at the green eyed God.
"Draco, lovely to see you here," Jennifer's voice snapped all of them out of their trance, taking Harry's arm as she did so. "Hello, I'm Jennifer Potter, Harry's cousin," she smiled, holding her hand out to Pansy who had shaken her head lightly. Hermoine, Ron and the four brothers stepped up slightly, away from the entrance of the barbershop.
"Pansy Parkinson," Pansy shook her hand.
"Theodore Nott."
"Blaise Zambini."
"Vincent Crabe."
"Gregory Goyle." The all nodded at her and she smiled charmingly.
"This is Rocky Daniels, Raphael Daniels, Donatelo Daniels and Michelangelo Daniels," Jennifer pointed behind her and they all smiled at Draco's gang.
"What are you doing here?" he asked Harry softly, looking down on him as he did so, about a foot away from him.
"Isn't it obvious?" Harry chuckled, gesturing to his hair and clothes. Draco smirked, nodding.
"I suppose it is," he whispered, stepping closer to Harry. Jennifer giggled nervously, breaking their little moment, which they held as everyone introduced them selves.
"Well, it was nice seeing you again, Draco and nice to meet you all, but we have a lot to do," Jennifer pulled Harry away and the rest followed with a wave. Harry tossed an apologetic smile at Draco and waved a see-you-later. Hermoine watched the encounter with a raised eyebrow, her sharp mind developing a hypothesis on what was occurring. Ron tugged at her arm when she did not move.
"Let's go, Moine," he whispered, glancing at the still staring gang.
"Malfoy," she pointedly ignored Ron as she turned her gaze to him, "don't play," she left with a turn, the warning stilling the air as she continued with the rest of her friends, the group waiting for her and Ron patiently. Jennifer smiled again, looking at Pansy with a glint in her eyes as she did so, before dragging Harry off to the bookstore.
Draco did not miss the look Harry's cousin gave his best friend, nor did he miss the looks Donny and his brother's gave him. Sighing inwardly, he stuck his nose up in the air and turned sharply, going in one of the stores known for their Slytherin clothing and dark look. Pansy followed suite after staring at Jennifer's back, watching as they entered the bookstore. The rest of the gang followed as well, Blaise being the last one to enter as he tossed one last glaze over his shoulder.
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Well, that's all for now, I hope it satisfied you for the moment. Please review ad tell me what you thought.
A/N: Sorry about the wait, it might be even longer before you get another chapter so in all good humor I hope you savor this one --------------------
Where we last left off....
Draco shrugged gracefully, he'd think about it later, right now he wanted to owl Blaise and Theodore so he could go to Diagon Alley for some fun and shopping, if he was lucky, he'd see Potter...
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Chapter Eight
Harry sat in the chair, nervously fingering his robe as the barber fussed over his hair.
"When is the last time you cut this?" he argued, a pair of scissors in his hands, Harry thought about getting up and running like he had done before but stopped himself when the man took the raven strains between his fingers and cut. Harry closed his eyes, ignoring the chucking that hid friends made as they watched the barber snip away...
An hour later, Donny, Ralph, Mike, Rocky, Hermoine, Ron and Jennifer came out of the shop, all laughing hardily, which is how Draco and his gang found them.
"It's not funny guys, that really hurt," someone shouted from behind them.
"Well hello, Jennifer," Draco drawled, making his presence known and stepping to them.
"Damn," Theodore whistled, looking at Jennifer up and down.
"Why are the lot of you hanging out with the Mud blood and the Weasel for?" Pansy said from Draco's, "you need to come with us." Their laughter had died down and the four brothers looked over to Draco and his gang.
"Hey, Harry," Rocky said over his shoulder, "isn't that your friend?" Harry pushed through the mass of bodies to see. Draco, along with the rest of the Slytherins he'd been hanging out with, gasped collectively at the sight of Potter. His messy locks had been trimmed, the soft strains lying over his shoulders, a slight bang curving over his left eye, which was unhindered by glasses. The robe he wore was a beautiful emerald that brought out the color of his eyes, the clothing underneath consisting of tight black pants and a slightly see-through black vest.
"Hello, Draco," Harry smiled brightly, stepping up to him gracefully.
"Potter?" Blaise whispered, shamelessly raking his eyes up and down the Gryfindor's body.
"What in all hell happened to you?" Pansy followed, letting go of Draco's arm in favor of staring at the green eyed God.
"Draco, lovely to see you here," Jennifer's voice snapped all of them out of their trance, taking Harry's arm as she did so. "Hello, I'm Jennifer Potter, Harry's cousin," she smiled, holding her hand out to Pansy who had shaken her head lightly. Hermoine, Ron and the four brothers stepped up slightly, away from the entrance of the barbershop.
"Pansy Parkinson," Pansy shook her hand.
"Theodore Nott."
"Blaise Zambini."
"Vincent Crabe."
"Gregory Goyle." The all nodded at her and she smiled charmingly.
"This is Rocky Daniels, Raphael Daniels, Donatelo Daniels and Michelangelo Daniels," Jennifer pointed behind her and they all smiled at Draco's gang.
"What are you doing here?" he asked Harry softly, looking down on him as he did so, about a foot away from him.
"Isn't it obvious?" Harry chuckled, gesturing to his hair and clothes. Draco smirked, nodding.
"I suppose it is," he whispered, stepping closer to Harry. Jennifer giggled nervously, breaking their little moment, which they held as everyone introduced them selves.
"Well, it was nice seeing you again, Draco and nice to meet you all, but we have a lot to do," Jennifer pulled Harry away and the rest followed with a wave. Harry tossed an apologetic smile at Draco and waved a see-you-later. Hermoine watched the encounter with a raised eyebrow, her sharp mind developing a hypothesis on what was occurring. Ron tugged at her arm when she did not move.
"Let's go, Moine," he whispered, glancing at the still staring gang.
"Malfoy," she pointedly ignored Ron as she turned her gaze to him, "don't play," she left with a turn, the warning stilling the air as she continued with the rest of her friends, the group waiting for her and Ron patiently. Jennifer smiled again, looking at Pansy with a glint in her eyes as she did so, before dragging Harry off to the bookstore.
Draco did not miss the look Harry's cousin gave his best friend, nor did he miss the looks Donny and his brother's gave him. Sighing inwardly, he stuck his nose up in the air and turned sharply, going in one of the stores known for their Slytherin clothing and dark look. Pansy followed suite after staring at Jennifer's back, watching as they entered the bookstore. The rest of the gang followed as well, Blaise being the last one to enter as he tossed one last glaze over his shoulder.
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Well, that's all for now, I hope it satisfied you for the moment. Please review ad tell me what you thought.